Our P.E. class along with Mr. Benson’s class were now on the softball field in the blistering sun. Yeah it decided to get a whole lot hotter once it was decided upon that Mrs. Kingsleys sport of choice was softball. It figures as much. Ashley’s team was the first ones to bat and Chelsea and I were playing out field with our team. We weren’t really paying attention to the whole game, seeing as our team sucked and we figured we would be on the field most of the class time anyways.  I was telling Chelsea about how the mitt made my hand smell like stale, two day old sweaty gym socks when…

Chelsea: Spence watch out!

She yelled and before I knew it, the goddamn softball was whizzing by my fucking head, barely missing it by an inch. It was so close I heard the sound of it breaking through the air as it passed my face. Holy Jesus Christ! I thought. Thank god I moved my head in time or I would have had a right shiner. I had felt like I was moving in slow motion though. Like that scene in Without a Paddle where Seth Green did the matrix to dodge that bullet. Or no, better yet, the scene in Spider Man where that one bully kid went to punch Peter Parker in the face and he moved aside but in slow mo; and then the guy’s fist tore ripples through the air? Yea? Yea that’s what it was like. Totally.

I looked to see who was batting. Of course it was our lovely Ashley Davies. Well I should have known. The fucking ball had death to Spencer written all over it. She smirked and I glared at her as Chelsea switched positions with Justin to play next to me. I then began to walk towards that diamond, ready to let Ashley have it and Chelsea grabbed me by the arm. I’m kind of glad she did because as high as I was I would have probably tripped over my own feet…again.

Chelsea: Whoa, calm down. Just let it go Spence…

She said and I repositioned myself at my spot.

Chelsea: You okay?

She asked as Marlene came up to bat and Ashley was set on second base. I shook my head in the positive.